The Gabariono Family

I was just eight teen when i started doing business with the Gabriano's, I've been friends with Nicky Gabriano for a while not really knowing what kind of work he was associated with. By believe it or not that smooth talking slick looking little Italian boy turned out to be my golden ticket out of foster care. Yah i wasn't trying to be felt up by foster dads or having my booty grabbed by no play-play foster brothers any longer. So i had to do what i had to do. I sold my soul to the devil, not really but in a since thats what i did. I put my life on the line for Nicky and his crew in order to keep my ass out of that hell hole. I had to do the impossible and blend in best as possible trying not to stand out when i was playing the part of moving the goods from state to state threw airlines. (which was extremely difficult looking the way that i do) It was a risky business  and a consequence of possible minimum 25 years in prison but it had its perks. I had protection, no one could fux with me when i had the big bad Gabiano's watching my back, and the pay was crazy good i was all dect out looking fly from head to toe only wearing the latest most expensive threads, and last but not least i was away from those ratchet azz foster homes. Yup i was even taking care of mama and Caramel making sure they never want for nothing ever again. Mama even got off her addictions or so i thought she did... then as you know how they say nothing good lasts forever? Well it doesn't. I was at the store buying some groceries for mama and Caramel when I got a text from Nicky telling me he dropped of the package off at my house to my mama and told her to give it to me....I panicked knowing how bad my mama's powder addiction was "oh mama please don't Look inside" I knew Nicky would kill me and my family if he knew she was dabbin her fingers into his stash no lie! I dropped the groceries and drove home as fast as i could only to find my mama neck deep into the stash making it look like it's snowing up in our apartment. I Screamed and cryed why all she said was she couldn't help herself tisk tisk tisk there goes everything i worked for but that's beside the point i had to keep mama my sister and me safe. "stay here I have to run upstairs to the babysitter and tell Caramel we're dip settin."  I ran upstair's and got Caramel and ran back down and mama was gone and so was the stash i put my baby sis into the car and we road down the street looking for Mama. By the time i found Mama it was too late was was layin in the gutter with a bullet right in between her eye's mouth coverd in powder. i got out and went to her but before i could reach her all went black. I woke up with my head hurting something fierce in what seemed to be the trunk of a car Caramel was right next to me but She was out cold and i would of screamed but I had something in my mouth ,a gag. I could make out people talking outside and the "Black Bitch" in the trunk and all of a sudden it opened. Is that your girl? some big Italian said. "yah that's her lemmi buy her off you it'll save you the trouble of  smoking her yourself" I looked over and it was Hurricane



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